1

• In the jungle of the tropics I was born
• Wild and untamed crowned with thorns
• From humble beginnings though I came
• Yet today the wide world knows my name

2

• From a parent touring tall
• Ripening, to the ground I fall
• In season all my admirers come
• To bid the king of Fruits a joyful welcome

3

• Along crowned streets and in open markets
• My loyal subjects congregate
• Enticed by the nostalgic smell
• Only the defiant do I repel

4

• On the outside I’m thorny and harsh
• On the inside I’m soft and lush
• My seeds are covered with tender flesh
• Creamy and aromatic when custard fresh

5

• Indescribable flavour with vitamins high
• My nourishing value no one can deny
• Once on the palate you will always remember
• Love or hate me now and forever